"I ent got a clue what I want anymore." I admitted as I followed him up the small wooden staircase. His suit was the same one he'd worn to Harvey and Grace's wedding and I examined him. Somehow he filled it better now. I felt him run his thumb over the back of my hand and it was then that I knew I was safe.
Vens - Monday
I'd watched her all night. Well pretty much all night. Her breathing was mellow, it whistled between her lips as she pouted occasionally. I ran my fingers over her jaw as I moved her dark hair from her face. She moaned a little and my heart thudded. Her hand guided mine to her lips and she kissed my fingertips. Her eyes fluttered open, dark with want and my cock twitched in my boxers. I shook my head a little and watched her smile up at me softly. I watched as she guided her hand over her chest and down her stomach towards the top of her knickers. She bit down on her lip softly and I cleared my throat as I ran my fingers over the waist band. My cock grew in my boxers as she ran her hands over my shoulders and down my chest. I could feel my heart pounding.
"What's up Vens?" She breathed as she flexed and stretched next to me. Her voice was soft and sleepy sexy. I shook my head and watched as she climbed to straddle me. My hands dropped to her hips and as I squeezed them I pulled her down to me. Her perfectly rounded boobs looked somewhat swollen as I placed my lips against hers.
"I could ask you the same question Holt?" I raised my brow and watched as she shrugged. "I've never seen you so forward." She was always shy. But she wasn't this morning. She knew what she wanted. I took her tits in my hands and squeezed them softly. Her eyes closed as I wrapped my lips around the right one and rolled my tongue over the nipple.
"Haz." She whimpered as I did it again. I stopped and looked back up towards her face. Her mouth was slightly open as I kissed her bottom lip.
"I'd like you to tell me what you want Avaya." She grinned and placed her lips against mine.
"I'd like this," she bit my lip before she took my hand in hers. "Here." She placed my hand between her legs. I could feel the moisture through the thin lace knickers. I smirked and chuckled.
"I thought you'd never ask." I grinned as I took off her knickers and pulled her back down on my face. She laughed a little before my lips traced her inner thigh.
"Shit." She muttered as her head tilted backwards, I could smell how turned on she was and I wanted nothing more than to taste how turned on she was.
She was getting dressed. Her cheeks were still flushed red after our morning of passion. She was insatiable. I watched her pull on her baby blue wrapped dress and placed on my shoes. The hotel room was a slight mess. I bent down to throw her knickers to her. She smirked as she caught them.
"I thought you'd be keeping them?" I chuckled and shook my head.
"No you've gotta go for breakfast with a room full of other men." She laughed and landed a kiss on my cheek before she put them back on.
"Okay you win." She placed her fingers in mine and went to unlock the door. I watched as she hesitated and ran my thumb over the back of her hand in an effort to soothe her. People would have realised that neither of us were around last night. If we went down to breakfast together we'd be 100% sussed. I raised my brow and pulled her hand to my mouth. "I should probably leave first hey?" Her eyes wandered over me and I smirked.
"I don't care if the whole room knows we spent the night in bed together." I watched her roll her eyes and smirked.
"Please don't make this more difficult." I sighed with her and pulled her into me. She smiled softly and her eyes danced a little as she ran her hand against my chest. "I need to eat." She muttered as her mouth invaded mine. I was relishing her heightened sex drive but I pulled away softly.
"You go down, I'll join you shortly." I watched her frown a little before she nodded and left me alone in my hotel room. With a raging hard on. Again.
By the time I got there she'd got her breakfast and was sipping on a cup of tea around a table full of big wigs. She’d become so much more comfortable around them since I’d first met her. I smirked at her as I grabbed some orange juice and took my seat opposite her at the round table. Harvey was amongst some of the big wigs sat around the table and he’d placed his arm over the back of her chair. She rolled her eyes at him and he grinned.
“I didn’t realise you’d got a room booked?” He probed her, she smiled sweetly.
“I went up early. I had a terrible headache.” She bit into her toast that was covered in butter and I laughed to myself. Harvey glanced towards me and raised his brow.
“So what’s going on between the pair of you?” He wriggled his brows and mine furrowed. I had no idea how to respond to him. Av continued to eat her breakfast and was smiling at Grace who had now slapped Harvey around the head.
“Christ sake Harv! I leave for two seconds and you waste no time in throwing yourself at her.” She rolled her brows as she sat next to her husband. He was now grinning at her. Grace was a saint. If he was my husband I’d have killed him years ago. She was
